"... there's no trace."

Ding Yichen didn't wear lipstick again. There must be no trace on her face.

"If I say yes, I will. Wash it off honestly! No more retorts! Or I'll let you wash it a thousand times! "

“……”

A thousand times?!

An Yimo can only close his mouth.

This jealous man!

When I get home, Gong Ming night really takes an Yimo to wash his face in the bathroom.

Every time he washed it, he would stare at an Yimo's cheek, as if he could see any trace.

Until the tenth time, an Yimo was very tired. "If I wash it again, I really can't have my face."

"Don't be the best, so as not to attract so many rotten peach blossom!"

"... you have more rotten peach blossom." Ann murmured in a low voice.

The world does not know how many girls are prostrated in the palace night pomegranate pants!

"How dare you talk back? I don't think it's enough! "

Ann to Mo quickly recognize counsellor, holding his hand shaking, "well, I know wrong, has been cleaned, absolutely no trace."

"Not enough!" This is the way of Gongming night.

"Do you want to wash it again?" An Yimo's eyes widened in horror. Should he really plan to let her wash them a hundred times?!

Gong Ming night picked an Yimo's chin to look left and right, and then said, "there's something missing."

"What's missing?" She was about to wash the skin off her face.

Gong MINGYE didn't answer her, but suddenly leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

He stretched out the tip of his tongue and gently licked her face.

An Yimo's pupil shrinks slightly. I can't believe it.

What he said is the lack of saliva!

Sure enough, an Yimo's guess is correct.

He licked half of her face wet before releasing her.

Then he led her out of the bathroom, and said, "I'll let you go this time. Next time, if Ding Yichen kisses you again, you're not in the way, I'll let you wash it a thousand times!"

"... good." Ann to Mo actually want to say, let her go to wash face again? Just once!

But she didn't dare to say

Soon, Gong Ming night pulled her into the kitchen.

"Pull me into the kitchen for what? Are you going to cook for me? " Ann is very surprised.

The reason why I feel surprised is that since my mother came back, she and Gong MINGYE, two kitchen idiots, have rarely stepped on the kitchen again.

Her words, in exchange for Gong Ming night hard a stare, "I cook for you, would you like to eat?"

"Why not." I don't know how many meals she's had before.

Gong Ming night seemed to be coaxed by her, and then she said angrily, "I'm still angry with you. I don't want to cook for you. I want you to cook for me!"

"Well, you want some noodles. I'll make them for you." She must be trying to coax the great God.

Gong MINGYE stretched out his index finger and shook it from side to side. "No, I want porridge!"

"But I can't make porridge." An with Mo subconscious finish saying, suddenly thought of what.

It seems that before she said she would cook porridge for Ding Yichen.

Sure enough, Gong Ming said in a cold voice, "if you don't want to cook it, don't you want to cook porridge for Ding Yichen before? Now we have to boil it. We can boil it up to anything

An Yimo shakes his head. Sure enough, it's still because of Ding Yichen. I don't know how long it will take him to eat this vinegar.